[Still sleepy, she eases herself up a fraction at a time, until she's disentangled enough from Alucard and mostly vertical enough to shove some cushions behind her. As she does, she instinctively angles herself toward Trevor, gravitating into the touch of his hand like a plant in search of the sun.]
Trevor.
[It's softer than usual, a little mushy around the edges of the consonants, but it's unmistakably her Intent Voice.]
When I give you an order, you will ask me for confirmation before following it, until I say otherwise.
no subject
[Still sleepy, she eases herself up a fraction at a time, until she's disentangled enough from Alucard and mostly vertical enough to shove some cushions behind her. As she does, she instinctively angles herself toward Trevor, gravitating into the touch of his hand like a plant in search of the sun.]
Trevor.
[It's softer than usual, a little mushy around the edges of the consonants, but it's unmistakably her Intent Voice.]
When I give you an order, you will ask me for confirmation before following it, until I say otherwise.
[And then:]
Now, when you talk to me, tell me the truth.